Unexpectedly, Otoya laughed. It hadn't been something big, but that small phrase had reminded him sharply of the many times he had tried to explain things to Fujimaru. It wasn't as though his best friend was stupid, only that Fujimaru needed things to be broken down a little more for him to fully digest it. Much like a baby bird. He smirked at the play on words.

"I'm sorry. I'll slow down." He would treat the situation as though he were with Falcon. "Where exactly do your powers come from? Have you always had them, or has it only been since you arrived on Omega?" He had other questions, but believed if he asked any more, the young man before him may become overwhelmed. "There are more, but they can wait until those are answered."